Ketsa
Food and water were in her pack now. Good food and clean water. Gotta focus on the positives. Despite the fact that she had accomplished her goal for coming on the train Ketsa felt worried. Where was Cremisi? A sudden feeling of guilt washed over her. This is why you shouldn't talk to other people. This is why you should never, ever offer help. You always let people down,, she thought. What if the guy with the sword attacked the girl she had left behind? That would be Ketsa's fault through and through. If she could just pay attention enough to do something right! The old saying assume makes an ass of you and me went through her head. She had assumed and now she was paying for it. Not that she was paying for it in any physical sense, but she felt terrible for leaving her tentative comrade behind.
Quickly she grabbed a bag and stuffed some supplies in it for Cremisi. Anything could have gone wrong. Stupid, stupid, stupid! You do not leave allies behind! You always had to check if someone was with you. Out of sight and out of safety seemed like a good saying for the Outside. You never knew if someone was safe if you couldn't see them.
Ketsa rushed back into the main part of the train, looking for Cremisi. There were the Insiders, the Outsiders, including one who appeared to be drinking his own blood, and Cremisi lay there on the ground, sort of in a trance like state. Had she gone unconcious? Ketsa froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. Living alone in the Outside didn't really teach one first aid techniques. Suddenly red threads appeared out of thin air, connecting Cremisi to everyone, including Ketsa. What the heck was going on? Ketsa was more than a little scared. She had a feeling that this was some form of Cremisi's power and she didn't think it was benevolent. It seemed far from it, in fact. The threads were as bright and red as blood.
She had to do something. The threads faded from sight, but the omnimous feeling remained. Moving slowly, carefully, Ketsa approached Cremisi and knelt down beside her. Kindness and being reassuring wasn't really her forte, but she could try. "Cremisi, is everything all right? Here, I have food for you. I'm sorry for leaving you, please don't blow up," Ketsa said, not meaning the last phrase literally but rather as a plea for the other girl to stay calm.
Meanwhile she was fighting to remain in control of her own power. Her feelings and thoughts wavered, uncertain whose path they wanted to follow. Ketsa took deep breaths, fighting to remain in control. I do not need that right now. I need to remain myself. I just want to be myself but it's a struggle. "It's ok, Cremisi. Snap out of it," she said, voice shaky with effort.